Massey’s of Saintfield

Massey’s for me a a place that has some really good things going for it and some not so good, but the positives tend to come out on top. Massey’s is a very clean and well presented butchers.
It has a wider range than most butchers as they have milk, a bread stand and they sell other home sauces and tinned goods, as well as a large stand of their pre prepared meals. That for me is the main excellent and simultaneously bad thing about this place.
Their meals were a great idea, as the concept was food to go but of a better quality. Unfortunatel y they has taken things for granted and the quality of these products has slipped, which is hard to accept when they are so expensive.
The whole butchers isn’t cheap but it is good quality and delicious, with locally sourced meats in all the varieties you could ever want.

I have a bit of an issue, it would seem, of going into a shop and buying the most unlikely of things. Take Masseys, for example. A family run butchers, with a huge range of meat and meat dishes, plus a deli… and I buy some Toffee Squares. I think my whole life is generally an oxymoron…
To be fair, there is a small bakery section, plus a few shelves full of chutneys, oils and sauces, so it wasn’t all that strange. I think. Mr Butcher certainly appreciated this anyway, for the following conversation ensued:
Jolly Butcher: Hello there! [Looks at my sister] Are you not buying something too?
Me: Nope, I’m the one with the money I’m afraid.
Jolly Butcher: Awk ok [Looks at the both us, back and forth, back and forth]
Me: Yes, we’re sisters! [Laughs and smiles at the realisation dawns on Jolly Butcher’s face]
Jolly Butcher: Ah yes, I thought so! I can definitely see it.
Me: Really? No-​one ever thinks we do. [Pays for Toffee Squares]
Jolly Butcher: Awk, well you can carry those [looks at my sister, and hands her plastic bag, and then hands me my change and receipt].
Me: I like you!
And we bid him farewell.
Once we got home, my mum had noticed the receipt lying on the table. As soon as she picked it up, she loudly enquired as to why we had bought £20.83 worth of fillet and sirloin steak, when we had obviously purchased Toffee Squares. Laughter ensued as I guaranteed her we hadn’t bought any meat whatsoever, and I had merely been given the wrong receipt.
Ah, my life is a barrel of laughs… made all the funnier by certain escapades in Masseys. Excellent in every way.